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The Girl in his Mind
The Girl in his Mind
The Girl in his Mind
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The Girl in his Mind

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Every man's mind is a universe with countless places in which he can hide—even from himself!
LanguageEnglish
PublisherJovian Press
Release dateNov 14, 2016
ISBN9781537808314
The Girl in his Mind
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Robert Young

I'll tell you right off, I'm not someone who always wanted to be a writer. Heck, as a kid, I didn't even like reading! I'd rather play, and if there was a ball involved, that was even better. In the classroom, I'd be the squirmy one, looking out the window or counting down the minutes until recess. Oh, there were bursts of interest in writing along the way, especially when I could get up and read a funny story to the class. But, as I got older, writing became more of a chore, something to do for a grade. When high school graduation came, it was clear I wasn't going to be a major league baseball player, and I sure didn't want to fight in a war (Vietnam) that made no sense, so off to college I went. That's where I got excited about the power of words. Reading can take you anywhere, and it can teach you anything you want to know. I graduated in 1973 with a degree in education. Armed with my interest in words, I began teaching. The books my students read intrigued me, and it wasn't long before I was thinking I wanted to be a writer. I just didn't have a clue on how to go about it. So, I started small: letters to the editor, magazine articles, short stories, plays. Some of them even got published! My interest in nonfiction came after my son, Tyler, was born. Watching him explore the world with wonder ignited my own curiosity, which had somehow cooled over the years. That's when I started writing nonfiction. Nonfiction is about wondering, asking questions, seeking answers, and sharing them. The curiosity I rekindled still guides me as I write today.

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    The Girl in his Mind - Robert Young

    THE GIRL IN HIS MIND

    ..................

    Robert Young

    JOVIAN PRESS

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    Copyright © 2016 by Robert Young

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    TABLE OF CONTENTS

    THE GIRL IN HIS MIND

    THE GIRL IN HIS MIND

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    THE DANCE THAT THE CHOCOLETTO girl was performing was an expurgated version of the kylee sex ritual which the Louave maidens of Dubhe 7 practiced on the eve of their betrothal. Expurgated or not, however, it was still on the lascivious side. The G-string that constituted the chocoletto girl’s entire costume put her but one degree above the nakedness which the original dance demanded. Nathan Blake’s voice was slightly thick when he summoned the waiter who was hovering in the shadows at the back of the room. Is she free? he asked.

    I do not know, mensakin. Perhaps.

    Blake resumed watching. The girl’s movements were a delicate blend of love and lust. Her face accompanied her body, eyes half-lidded one moment to match the languid motion of her limbs, wide and feral the next to match the furious bump and grind of her hips. For a chocoletto she was light-skinned—more bronze, really, than brown. But then, the word chocoletto, coined by the early beche-la-mer traders, was misleading, and few of the natives of Dubhe 4′s southern-most continent lived up to it completely.

    She was beautiful too. Her high-cheekboned face was striking—the eyes dark-brown and wide-apart, the mouth sensuous, the teeth showing in a vivid white line between the half-parted purple lips. And her body was splendid. Blake had never seen anyone quite like her.

    He beckoned to her when the dance was over and, after slipping into a white thigh-length tunic, she joined him at his table. She ordered Martian wine in a liquid voice, and sipped it with a finesse that belied her cannibalistic forebears. You wish a night? she asked.

    Blake nodded. If you are free.

    Three thousand quandoes.

    He did not haggle, but counted out the amount and handed it to her. She slipped the bills into a thigh sheath-purse, told him her hut number and stood up to leave. I will meet you there in an hour, she said.


    Her hut was as good a place to wait for her as any. After buying a bottle of native whiskey at the bar, Blake went out into the Dubhe 4 night and made his way through the labyrinthine alleys of the native sector. In common

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